Sienna Torre De Moncorvo Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Setubal

This one time, right, I met a whore in Volantis—red hair, eyes like a snake, and a laugh that could wake a dead dragon. She’d fleece ya blind while smilin’, and I bloody loved it! Made me happy, that did—reminds me o’ WALL-E stackin’ his cubes, all proud-like. “Directive!” he’d chirp, and she’d chirp back, “Pay up, short-arse!” Hah! I gave her double, just for the cheek. But what pissed me off? Some lordling tried stiffin’ her—stiffin’ *her*!—and I near threw me goblet at his fat head. Don’t mess with a lass who’s got more wits than you, ya twat.

Torre de Moncorvo, vila de tradições

Man, what a day! I woke up in Torre-de-Moncorvo, and I swear, I thought it was just gonna be another chill day. But nah, life had other plans. First off, I hit the streets of Rua da Liberdade, and it was like a scene from a movie. The sun was shining, birds were chirping, and I was ready to conquer the world. Or at least grab a coffee.

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